I Think of him, but

I think of him every day,
My days were filled with thoughts of him,
The first time I met him,
How he makes my heart throb,
The way he called my name so gently whispering them to me,
How warm his touch felt on my skin,
I think of him every day...
That smile that he always shows only to me,
The laughter’s I hear that echoes through my ears,
The tender touch I knew that wipe away my every tears,
I think of him every day.
But then he had to go far away too sudden,
The warmth slowly disappears from my soul.
I was never afraid of pain,
But now I tell you I lie when I say those words.
I’m afraid of being here alone covered in coldness and pain.
I’m scared that with this coldness I’ll become numb,
Soon the silence will come and swallow me in,
And with this silence I will eventually forget him,
I refuse to forget, so I put on this music on continuously,
Always playing them non-stop,
When I go places where he once stood there,
I couldn’t help myself to keep looking around me,
Hopefully a glimpse of his smiling face still lingers there.
But I was always left with disappointment,
Even if I wanted him here just a little longer,
He could never comeback,
Even when I cry begging the God to let me say my goodbye,
He’ll never come back.
I know it’s foolish when I say I’ll think of him every day,
But if I don’t do so, I’ll lose him here and everything.
I can’t be here if he isn’t coming back.
It’s like living but without a heart.
Heartless and hurtful.